The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting

United States, California.

Compared to the stormy weather in City A, the weather in California can be said to be clear.

In the villas of the high-end community, romantic atmosphere spreads everywhere.

Sitting at the window, Chu Cuiyi looked at the sea outside, with a slight crease in her eyes. I wonder how the girl is now?

Probably she will be happy to get the shares.

Chu Cuiyi reached out and flipped the mobile phone in her hand. For two days and two nights, she didn't make a phone call. She couldn't tell what the psychology was. She seemed to be holding her breath. She didn't call herself and herself Naturally she would not call her.

"Slimy wings." The woman's elegant voice suddenly sounded, and then a cup of tea was placed next to him.

Chu Chuangyi looked down, and the tea was bright yellow, with some fresh tea leaves on it.

"I used to go to Foshan and found the tea. I always thought about sending it to you, but I never had a chance. What do you taste? This is your favorite drink before." The woman said softly, turning from the side of the Chu-wing wings. When he passed, he sat on the stool beside him.

Yuan Jiayi, a world-famous model, has a height of one meter and eighty-one, willow leaves and eyebrows have a high nose, a small mouth completely conforms to the definition of a cherry mouth, and the eyes of those big eyes are slightly hooked, like a peach blossom.

At this time, she wore a white dress, her long hair was naturally wrapped on her shoulders, her legs crossed after sitting down, and her beautiful legs were thin and white.

Chu Cuiyi reached out and raised the delicate roasted white porcelain cup, taking a sip slowly.

"The catwalk was a success." Chu Muyi slowly spoke.

"That's because you are here." Yuan Jiayi bowed her head slightly, a bitterness flashed in her eyes, because she was there, so she wanted to show the best of herself.

Putting away the bitterness, Yuan Jiayi reached out and took the mobile phone in his hand, slightly pursed his lips: "What you said will be with me lately, so just put it away, otherwise your phone will keep going."

Chu Ningyi watched the mobile phone taken away, and felt a moment of loss in her heart, but couldn't say what it was for.

"After this show, what are you going to do in the future?" Chu Cuiyi did not object to her confiscating her cell phone, but raised her head and asked.

"I don't know what else I can do when I leave the runway? I said, I want to return to you, and you will ..."

"Jiayi, once some decisions are made in this world, there is no way back." Chu Cuiyi interrupted her.

Once, he hoped that Yuan Jiayi could give up the runway for herself, and Yuan Jiayi even hoped that she could support her cause.

But at that time, after all, they were young and no one was willing to make concessions, so in the end they could only reach a point of separation.

So, he has nothing to expect from marriage.

Yuan Jiayi's words were interrupted by him, and her heart was sour.

"I'm just talking." She slightly lip, then reached out and touched her leg, "You said, if I really can't stand up, is it my retribution, you said that you should not let me go to the runway. It's for my good, but I insist. "

"Your leg doctor has said that if there is no problem in normal life." Chu Cuiyi frowned slightly. This time she came here because she learned that her condition had deteriorated, and Yuan Jiayi hoped that he would see her last catwalk.

Yuan Jiayi continued to touch her leg, and her hip joint was underdeveloped. The only treatment was surgery, but Ao Jiao, like her, how can she allow her body to have scars without the consequences of surgery, maybe she will never stand again in her life. Can't get up.

"Dirty Wing, are you thinking of someone these days?" Yuan Jiayi said suddenly. These days, she will always see Chu Cunyi holding her cell phone in a daze, as if she wants to make a call, but is waiting for others. The phone is average.